Her Floor is My Ceiling — текст песни (The Whitlams)

Her floor`s my ceiling
I know what goes on
He finishes her quickly
And then he gets up to go

She walks to the lounge room
And puts on a tape
Lights up an Alpine
And settles in for the night

Oh if she liked the look of me
Oh if she liked the look of me
I`d get my act together

The books that I read
Are full of bravado
I`ll sit and rot in the damp
With a head full of her

We meet in the hall
A storm in my head
What do you say, where do you go
With a dream in a stone?

Oh if she liked the look of me
Oh if she liked the look of me
I`d get my act together
Yeah I`d get my act together

I`d get an act together
Words and music by Tim Freedman
Produced by Rob Taylor and Tim Freedman
Mixed, engineered and programmed by Rob Taylor
Vocal, acoustic and Wurlitzer electric pianos - Tim Freedman
Guitars - Ben Fink
Hammond organ - Clayton Doley
Bass - Alex Hewetson
Drums, Roland V-drums - Terepai Richmond
Strings arranged and conducted by John Encarnacao